Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics
Dark Star and Silver are preparing a task for the Civil Administration. Iron is drowning in a Lake. Brie has just gotten approval to speak with a Changeling agent about acting as a collaborator, and Spark is petting the weird cat things.
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>>108868“Huh? Oh! Dark Star. That’s you, right?”
>>108866Pic
>>108870>>108869The pony keeps coming forward, and pulls a little closer into the light. He says nothing
>>108867Told you.>>108871Iron keeps straining that big, fake grin on her. He looks to the sides.
"Are you... convinced yet?"
>>108871"Sir?"
Spark backs up.
"Hey, you might want to hurry up with the cow in there!"
>>108872She looks as if she has forgotten just what she was supposed to be convinced of
>>108874No response
“What is it?”
>>108871"Nope,Not anymore."
He Grins
"How's your day at the spa been?"
>>108875"Somepony with a gun. Is he Dawson?"
>>108876She looks a little confused at the last statement, but continues, and gives a grin - that sort of grin that is peculiar to her
“Refreshing”
>>108877“Oh. Yes! That must be Dawson. Dawson!”
He sticks his head back out, and seems to let the cow loose in the barn while he looks over.
“Dawson!”
The pony does not say anything, and moves closer
>>108879"Does he think we are a threat?"
>>108879Onyx instinctively readies his halberd
>>108875Iron looks as if he has forgotten just how he was supposed to react to unreaction.
(She is onto me! Panic! PANIC! I MUST GIVE HER A SALTCUBE TO LICK ON, NOW!)
He puts both forelegs up, as if he was trying to surrender to an armed squadron, standing on his hind legs.
"Alright! You have pushed onto a corner. I yield to your superior pony reading abilities."
But sadly, he can't keep the posture up, falling stomach-first into the ground.
"...ow."
He stands up shakily, before asserting his proud, chest puffed position, albeit too exaggerated for anyone who might've known him for a second.
"But! I will tell you when the moon is at its peak. I will only feel comfortable then."
>>108878"Yea i know. the Sauna is Amazing. my gunshot wounds even hurts less."
He Smiles
"So what treatments did you get?"
>>108880>>108881“He may... There can be strange ponies, robbers and changelings”
He turns around and sees the pony
“Oh yes, that is Dawson”
>>108882If it’s already nightfall, that’s sooner than he expected
>>108883“Oh, a little of this, a little of that
She’s softer and fluffier than normal. Her mane especially is more styled than her normal straight, medium length cut, poofing up at places. Her hooves are perfectly smooth and symmetrical
>>108884But it's
not already nightfall, right GM?
...right?
S-she still has to go work! He can't use
this nightfall. He must use the other one!
>>108884"Good"
Onyx slightly lowers his halberd, but not going so far as to put it away
Praise Football, Praise Epona
>>108884"So... how do we keep from getting shot?"
>>108886>>108889Just let me talk to him
The two ponies stand across from each other
“Hello Dawson... Dawson? Where is my brother? Have you seen him?”
>>108888*glares*
>>108884"Wow,you look even more gorgeous than usual"
He Smiles at her
"Your Mane looks fantastic."
>>108888>pic >>108892Onyx suddenly raises his halberd again, not liking this situation at all.
>>108892Spark stands ready for action.
"Dawson... please. We got an injured pony here. Just let us be on our way."
>>108894“D’aww” she blushes
>>108895>>108897Ruby looks over at Dawson
“Dawson? Hey! Did you get a new rifle?”
Another pony sulks out from the back. It’s the red wine colored Earth pony
“Brother! We found Betsy!”
Ruby runs forth, and towards Red Wine
>>108896What? What’s his action?
>>108898"Ruby... Get back... Now"
Onyx holds his halberd ready to strike
"I don't think these are the ponies you know"
>>108898"New rifle?"
Spark pulls out his pistol.
"Drop it!"
>>108898I want to know about that comment you placed on this post and what does it mean. You almost gave me a stroke, man. I thought it was actually nightfall and Cauldron had to make a nightshift or something.
I think you already implied it's morning, but the statement needs some clarification, or else Iron may trap himself even more than he's already doing.In any case, current action still is
>>108882 [1d2 = 1]>>108901Cauldron’s already missed her shift. Is Iron standing up deliberately to show of an erect penis?
>>108902Oh. So it was taken. For some reason I thought it wasn't.Just change his standing up for a simple going to a prone position similar to the last time he did something very embarrassing to a nun.
Wait a sec, does she know she lost her shift? >>108900>>108899Ruby runs off “Brother! There you are!”
As he is running over to apparently hug his brother, he hears onyx and Spark, and looks back, then prances forth once more. Red wine comes closer until he is right in front of Ruby. As Ruby is about to hug him, a flash of green fire comes over Redwine... a Changeling is left behind, with big blue eyes, black chitin, and a tattered grey military field uniform that looks strangely dirty.
Ruby looks as if he wants to scream, but he is stopped by a trail of magical purple light, going from him into the mouth of the Changeling, then also into the mouth of ‘Dawson.’ Ruby is fatigued before their eyes, before he falls to the ground.
You should probably roll initiative
>>108903She grins
“Let’s”
>>108908>>108906The two parasites are quick to act, both pulling out rifles of a wooden color Spark and Onyx don’t normally see on Equestrian rifles. “Dawson” likewise shifts into a Changeling with a military helmet, and tattered winter uniform.
“HISS!”
Spark
Onyx
‘Dawson’
‘Red Wine’
[1d20+8 = 28]>>108911"Oh you know it"
An extremely pissed rock then charges at 'Red Wine' as all onyx can see is red.
-5 for power attack.
>>108912>>108911The shot hits the creature, and sends a set of blue blood scattered across the snow.
“Hiss!”
He’s not out though, and remains standing, rifle forward
>>108913..... r
Roll to confirm
[1d6 = 2][1d10+16 = 17]>>108917My crit modifier is x3...
Make of that what you will.
+10 for power attack.